Some concept sketches for my new Voltron Waiter Au!! I’ve had this veeeery loose idea floatin around in my head and had to finally act on it. First one up is Lancey Lance the happy, flirty waiter 💙I’ll post more info as I come up with it and will be putting up concept sketches of the other paladins as well!!!
new character! idk whats up with her just all week ive been having this weird concept floatin around my head like what if there was a thing that was kinda like poppy but instead of Illuminati it was Lovecraft deep gods like ? so i made it.
rewatched end of eva and still got existential angst and komm susser tod just floatin around in my head
obvs no movie is objectively good and perfect but for me end of eva is like…the closest thing i’ve ever seen to a perfect movie
(plus realised i was headin off back to uni tomorrow and i hadn’t yet used my monstrous collection of copic markers ((pluusss got major art block and the best way to get rid of it is copying)))
Request: could you do one where someone from the gale is trying to flirt with you but newt (your boyfriend) sees and he comes over to you and just starts acting all cutesy and boyfriendy (are those even words lol?) in front of the guy and can it be really fluffy? Sorry if thats a little confusing or complicated aha
A/N: inspiration for this came from this cute ass gif. I hope you like it anon, I’m sorry it took me ten million years, but aye better late than never am i right? Any who, I’m slowly catching up to all my requests now, so if you’ve requested it will be up relatively soon! :)
*3rd person POV*
“Alright, Greenie,” Newt says, greeting the stocky boy at
his hammock “Now that you’ve settled in a little, are ya ready for the tour?”
The Greenie stands and looks up the older boy, “Yeah, I
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Newt says, clapping him on
the back, “Now what’s the name again? Lawrence?”
“Uh no,” The boy shuffles uncomfortably, “It’s Liam.”
“Ah right, sorry Greenie, I got too many bloody names
floatin’ around in this head of mine. Let’s get on with it shall we?”
Newt towered a good 6 inches over the boy, but what he
lacked in height he made up for in his muscle. Newt was tall and slender, while
Liam was shorter and bulkier. He seemed to be about a year or so younger than
Newt, and his dark hair and piercing bright blue eyes were a stark contrast to
Newt’s blonde hair and dark brown eyes.
The more he took him around the Glade, the more Liam seemed
to come out of his shell, which gave Newt a good feeling about him – most
Greenies were still scared out of their wits at the tour. It was a good thing
Alby wasn’t giving it because the kid asked lots of questions and he would’ve
bit the poor kid’s head off.
“Okay, Greenbean, we’re back at the Box, I think that about
sums up the tour for now.” Newt says. “Your training with the first keeper
starts tomorrow at the Wake-Up. For now, why don’t you go get some food and
maybe watch people work, get an idea of where you might want to fit in here.”
“Wait,” Liam says, clearly not getting a word of what Newt had
just said, “Who is that?”
Newt doesn’t need to look up to know who he’s talking about,
though he does anyway and a small smile finds its way on his lips. Liam’s finger
is pointing to a girl eating with Thomas in Fry’s kitchen, the delightful peals
of her laughter easily heard from where the two stood.
“That would be (Y/N),” Newt says, “She’s the only girl here.
Nobody knows why she’s different, but she’s here and she’s one of us now. Bloody
tougher than you are, that’s for sure.” Newt punches him in the arm.
The kid wouldn’t take his eyes off of her, “She’s super hot.
Does she have a boyfriend?”
Newt internally groans, “Yeah, in fact, she does.”
“Damn,” Liam mutters, “Who is it?”
“Me,” Newt says, crossing his arms with a smirk on his face.
“Oh, I’m sorry, dude. I didn’t mean to–”
Newt cuts him off with a laugh, “Don’t worry about it. As
long as you don’t try anything, there won’t be any problems. I don’t get
jealous, she’s the only girl surround by at least sixty guys. If I got jealous
every time someone looked at her, I’d go out of my buggin’ skull.”
“Yeah, yeah, dude, of course. I understand.”
However, the Greenie’s inability
to take his eyes off of her, even as he said those words, left Newt with a
feeling of unease.
“Hey . . hey Thomas,” Minho says, trying to stifle a laugh,
“Does my hair look pretty?”
You were sitting with Thomas and Minho at the greenie
bonfire, a choice you were seriously starting to regret right about now.
Hanging out with them was always fun until it passed a certain point in the
night – when they had both consumed far too many cups of Gally’s recipe.
“Dude your hair amazes me half the time …”
“Okay, you’re both too drunk, that’s my cue.” You stand and
brush the dirt off of your pants, tuning out the rest of Thomas’s speech about
the state of Minho’s quiff. Your eyes search the ring of Gladers for your
favorite blonde boy, and you spot him perched on a log next to Alby, the leader
with a genuine smile on his face as he spoke to him. Newt was one of the few
people who could still make Alby smile – he had a way of making people feel at
They both smile at you as you approach, and you sit down on
the log next to Newt.
“Hey, love,” He says, putting an arm around your shoulders
and pulling you in to place a kiss on your temple. “Tommy and Minho get too out
You laugh and nod, “Minho started asking Thomas about his
hair, I had to get out of there.”
He laughs too, “Well it’s safe over here, want me to get you
“Sure,” You smile, “anything but Gally’s recipe, someone
here needs to be sober in the morning.”
“You’re right,” Alby says, “I think I better head off to
bed, sleep these shuck drinks off so I can function tomorrow.”
Alby heads off to sleep, and Newt to get your drink, so you
patiently sit and wait for his return as you nonchalantly pick at your nails. However,
after five minutes of waiting, he still hadn’t returned, and you stand to go
figure out what was holding him up. You hardly get three steps away before the
Greenie steps in.
“Hey, (Y/N), right? I’m Liam.”
Ironically, the party was dedicated to him, yet you hadn’t
expected to talk to him. Usually Greenies were too shy to talk to anyone at
this point – especially you, being the only girl.
“Yeah, I’m (Y/N). Nice to meet you.” You smile.
He hands you a cup, “I noticed you were sitting alone, so I
thought I’d bring you a drink.”
“Thank you, that was nice!” You say, a bit taken aback, “You
didn’t have to do that, my boyfriend went off to get me one, but I don’t know
where he ran off to.”
He seemed to ignore
your subtle hint, “No it’s okay, I wanted to.”
Seeing no other option, you take a small sip of the drink
and have try your best not to spit it out and gag. Gally’s recipe. The only
thing you didn’t want to drink. You
just force a smile onto your face and lower the drink from your mouth.
“So, is it weird being the only girl here?” he asks after an
“I think everyone has gotten used to it by now. I’d say I
fit in here just as much as the rest of them.”
“Yeah, but don’t you get hit on a lot?”
Man, you think to
yourself. He really doesn’t beat around
You decided to do the same, “Never actually. The Gladers
respect me and they respect Newt.” You’re hoping to get across the message that
you weren’t interested. “Plus they know he would kick their ass if they tried
anything.” You add as an afterthought.
He reaches out and brushes a strand of your hair behind your
ear, “Well, I hope he knows what a catch he’s got.”
You stiffen and have to try hard not to flinch. You wanted
nothing more than to get out of this uncomfortable conversation. You have no
idea how to respond, and luckily you don’t have to. You can see Newt striding
powerfully towards the two of you, an expression of fury etched onto his
“Excuse me,” Newt says, roughly pushing Liam out of the way
and grabbing you in his arms. He leans down and kisses you hard and
passionately, making a point to slowly slide his hands down your back and pull
you in closer. You smile into the kiss, enjoying this aggressive side of Newt,
and you drop the drink as your hands make their way around his neck, trailing
up and into his hair.
When Newt finally
breaks the kiss, you look around for the Greenie, but he has disappeared.
“That’ll show the buggin’ twat,” Newt says gruffly, “If he
has any sense he won’t show his face to me for awhile. I’ll give him a bloody
earful.” You smile up at him, a smirk playing at your lips. “What?” He asks
As cuddly and sweet as Newt was when you were alone, he was
not one for PDA – especially in front of Greenies. Aside from the occasional
peck or handhold, he wanted to keep his public image as clean and professional
as possible. This was part of the reason the Gladers respected him so much.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous,” You tease.
“Of course not, you know I don’t
You raise your eyebrows, “Newt,”
He sighs, “You should’ve heard the way he talked about you
this morning and the way he wouldn’t stop looking at you and he’s got blue eyes
You put your hands on his cheeks so he would look at you and
listen, “And you should hear the way I’m sure every other Glader talks about me
when we’re not around. Or looks at me when they think we won’t notice. It means
nothing.” You say. “And I love your adorable brown eyes,” You add with a laugh.
“I guess so, but–”
“And you should hear the way you talk about me and see the way you look at me. It’s the only way I want someone to look at me. Like
I’m not just some pretty face, like I’m a person that you love and care about.
It’s the same way I look at you. And you’re the only one in here who I will
ever look at like that.”
He smiles, accepting defeat “You’re right, as usual. I love
“I love you too,” You smile, getting on your tiptoes and
pecking him on the lips once more, “So can I get my drink now?”
He laughs and grabs your hand, “Yeah, yeah, of course, let’s
From Emily Kinney’s Instastory documenting her ‘Rogue’ magazine photo shoot on 9.11.17… Channeling her inner mermaid. 🌊👱🏻♀️🐠
I can’t help but think of this verse from her song “Last Chance”…
I’ve got broken heart pieces swimming in my bed
Broken conversations floatin’ in my head
A let down little MERMAID trying to find air at the top
Pretty sure this spinning world’s about to stop
So I cover up in glitter, head to the dance
Baby, this is our last chance
Baby, this is our last chance
From her song “Dad Says”…
And I saw the sparkling fish in the sea
I dreamed I would find one to swim next to me
What ever happened to mama wolf does she have a name yet? (By the way your art. My god. You make me wanna draw...)
mmm Yuina I think? she still floatin around in my head somewhere. Life is Strange has basically kicked out all obsessions I had at the end of summer so I havent thought about her much lately. i just googled a name for her now cause she rlly needs one
Altho I do have this to share!: shes totally still alive (papa wolf not so much.) And unlike her mate she doesnt give a rats ass over who Koga likes cause hes an “Adult” and can fuck up his own life if he wants to. She was the more lax parent, taught all the hunting and life skills to her son but left the behavior correction and pack etiquette to Kiba
How a boyband is usually explained: this is one direction i like them theyre from england one of them is irish they dont dance and zayn left and a couple of em had babies and did solo projects
How nct fans have to explain: so there was smrookies where they kept many many many children in a basement…… nct was announced as a global boyband with unlimited members in different units… there was u and u had 2 different units with ten, doyoung, taeyong, taeil, jaehyun, mark…. ten went bacj to basement with johnny hes from chicago… foreign swaggers are johnny, mark, and jaehyun… jaehyun lived in america for 4 years thats why hes here… 127 is the coordinates for seoul…. yuta, winwin, mark are foreigners on the seoul team… then the little ones came out and chewed gum on hoverboards… they released johnny from the basement to join 127… Jeffrey from california…. pimp outfits…. floatin heads…. aesthetic music video….
So as we all know, Emily wrote a new song called Last Chance that we all KNOW is about Bethyl. Our ship co-captain has done this fandom a great service, and even besides the lyrics and meaning, it might be my new favorite Emily song (and I hear her sing it live Friday, pray for me)
SO, I’m sure other people have done something similar, but I really want to analyze some of the more outstanding lyrics and how they relate to Beth & Daryl’s story. I feel like the song tells their story beautifully and actually chronologically. I’m also doing this because I clearly love pain and making myself explode with sadness. So, enjoy. Also, sorry if some of these are long. I just have a fuck ton of feelings.
“I’ve got bad dreams from the broken wedding rings that you keep under your pillow while you sleep, and there’s open spaces and blank faces and you search for answers in the street.”